The hall fell silent in an instant.
The trusted Great Demons exchanged looks, all convinced they had misheard.
"Say that again?"
The rat demon trembled all over beneath that cold, sinister aura, but braced himself and repeated his report.
"The young master really is driving a carriage for someone... and three Demon Emperors are accompanying it on either side as guards."
"I don't know who's sitting inside."
"But the young master is injured... part of his antler is broken off, and half his face has caved in..."
The hall sank into deathly silence again.
The Great Demons instinctively stirred their demonic energy.
It wasn't that they felt sorry for Juechen... that deer demon's talent stood head and shoulders above most of the Demon Race. Otherwise, Tianzhu Elder would never have adopted him and nurtured him so carefully.
In terms of strength.
The Complete Tower-Climbing Realm.
In terms of foundations.
He possessed the orthodox cultivation legacy of breath soil.
In terms of status.
He was Tianzhu Elder's adopted son.
Throughout the You Mountain Grand Vein and the surrounding lands, aside from the elders of the other branches, what demon wouldn't politely yield a few steps at the mention of Demon Emperor Juechen?
And now.
Someone of his stature.
Had actually had his antler broken and half his face caved in, yet was obediently riding on an exotic beast's back to pull someone else's carriage.
What was going on?
Had he fucking switched sides?
Thrown in his lot with some other elder?
Otherwise.
Who in the You Mountain Grand Vein could make Demon Emperor Juechen bow and scrape to such a degree?
"What exactly is sitting inside that carriage?"
The python demon spoke in a low voice, murderous intent flashing through his slit pupils.
The rat demon shook his head, his expression